Winter Wish

 

Although it is not as cold as I think it should be, this January I hope for snow.  Now that I don’t have to travel daily, I can remain warm and safe and cozy at home.  I can enjoy watching the snow fall - it is ever so quiet and gentle.  And beautiful, whether it descends in the day or night.

The snow carries a comfort for me.  I’m not sure where this feeling comes from.  Although I do remember one winter, years ago, probably the biggest snowfall I’ve seen, when just about everything shut down.  I was in college, and even classes were canceled.  In the middle of a weekday, I remember standing outside to see and experience the cold white atmosphere.  I lived by a busy highway, yet no traffic was passing.  I lived near a busy grocery store - no deliveries were made.

No tire marks on the roads, no footprints on the sidewalks.  It was incredibly silent.  And peaceful.  I was bundled up, except for my face.  My nose was as red as Rudolph’s!  Cold flakes landed upon me.  I could breathe; I could see; I could feel.  But I could hear nothing.  Quiet beauty surrounded me.

When I went back inside, my two cats were curled up warm and snug.  I got a cup of coffee and joined them.  Feeling very grateful we could be together in this peaceful moment.

I hope for snow.  I want to build a snowman - really!  And a snowcat. 

☃️🥶 I want to sense the quietness all around, the white blanket of snow covering the ground.  The joy of everything stopping for awhile, to give us a chance to appreciate what we both have and have not.  Knowing the comfort of being in the moment and feeling safe.      Theresa M